You were sitting on the carpet in the living room, Carlos was sitting on the couch watching you, he felt so lucky, his future wife, mother of his children.

The guitar was on your lap, you tested some notes and rhymes, it's been a long time since you wrote your last song. You were a singer, world famous, but now you were on a little hiatus to be a mother and wife.

“I made a lot of mistakes, but I'm sure I did one thing right.” he said looking at you with those brown eyes.